Chapter 870: This Talent for Squandering Money Is Outrageous
In those years when she longed for fatherly love, he hadn’t appeared; instead, he showed up only when she was desperate, had lost hope, and was planning to give up...
Couldn’t help but feel it’s ironic; this is simply a joke played by fate!
Her heart felt like a heavy stone was lodged in her chest, stuffy and extremely uncomfortable.
She closed her eyes and took several deep breaths, but none could dispel the feeling of sullenness and anxiety inside her.
Lu Jihan massaged her for a while, reached out his big hand, and held hers: "Do you want to go out for a walk?"
His voice was gentle, low, very pleasant, with the unique magnetism of a man.
Song Yinyin shook her head, holding his hand back, interlocking fingers tightly with him.
She looked back at Song Dabai on the bed and shook her head: "Forget it, let’s not go out; Dabai is still sleeping. If he wakes up, he’ll cry to find me again."
She was ready to get up and leave, but Lu Jihan caught her wrist.
With a slight pull, Song Yinyin exclaimed softly and fell into Lu Jihan’s embrace.
He hugged her slender waist tightly and said, "We can let Jinyan and Wen Duoduo take care of Dabai. You want to go out and relax, and I’ll accompany you."
"..." She opened her mouth.
Before she could say anything, Lu Jihan had already seen through her little thoughts. Maybe this is what people commonly refer to as ’husband and wife thinking alike,’ right?
Song Yinyin’s heart was moved, and the fire that had been blocking her heart suddenly dissipated quite a bit.
She raised her head to look at the weather outside and indeed felt like going out for a walk, to relax, and thoroughly ease her emotional distress.
After thinking for two or three seconds, she nodded and said: "Okay then."
So, Lu Jihan immediately called Lu Jingyan to ask him and Wen Duoduo to help look after Song Dabai.
Lu Jinyan and Wen Duoduo had witnessed what happened today and knew that she needed someone to help her vent her inner gloom at this time.
Therefore, the two immediately agreed.
Lu Jihan held Song Yinyin’s hand and went to the downstairs super shopping center.
In fact, Song Yinyin wasn’t particularly interested in shopping; it was more about walking around and trying not to think about what happened in the morning.
Lu Jihan accompanied her all the way, never leaving her side.
Whenever Song Yinyin stood in front of a shelf for a few extra seconds, Lu Jihan would ask her: "Do you like this? If you do, just buy it."
Song Yinyin shook her head.
"Are you silly? No matter how rich you are, you can’t spend it like this." She gave him a sideways glance and complained.
But Lu Jihan just smiled, took out his bank card, and told the sales clerk: "I’ll buy this, wrap it up for me."
He didn’t even glance at the price tag, just bought it directly; his ability to squander money was outrageously excessive.
Song Yinyin quickly grabbed the tag and looked down at it, scared out of her wits.
"Lu Jihan, are you crazy? This is worth ten thousand! I’m not buying it, please don’t do this, I’m afraid, I’m really afraid..."
"It’s okay, as long as you’re happy; happiness can’t be bought for thousands of gold." Lu Jihan gave a shallow smile and gently patted the small hands clinging to his arm.
"But..."
"No buts! You’re my wife; do you oppose me buying something my wife likes? Besides, we’re about to go back to the country. When others ask you what your husband bought for you during the honeymoon, you can’t answer a single thing, isn’t that embarrassing for me?"
Lu Jihan feigned anger.